Bad Guy – Villains In Love Read Online Ruby Dixon

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Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 91631 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 458(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
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For a moment, I'm utterly flummoxed. He's the man I love. I know the way he moves, the way he speaks…then I realize he's objecting to the name. He's not Crulden the Ruiner. Of course. "I'm sorry," I say, studying him. "What should I call you?"

"I…I'm not sure. Milly helped me pick out the name Jonathan, after Jonathan Harker."

Mina Harker's husband. So he was thinking about me, even then. My heart fills with warmth, even as I test the name out. "Jonathan. It..."

"—doesn't suit. I know." He shrugs. "People call me that and I forget they're talking to me. It doesn't feel like me, but I don't know what else to be called."

I stroke his cheek. "We'll figure it out."

He leans down and kisses me again. "I wanted to tell you." His mouth captures mine. "Do you still love me? Even if I'm not him? Not a gladiator? Even if all I do is work with animals all day long and don't fight anyone?"

The thought fills me with an aching sweetness. "I want you more than ever."

Crulden—no, my man—kisses me again, his lips going from soft and yielding to firm and demanding. His tongue flicks against mine, even as his finger deftly skates over my clit. I whimper, my fingers digging into his shoulders.

"Let me pleasure you," he murmurs against my lips. "It's been forever."

I want that. I want everything.

He rubs my clit, his mouth on mine until I'm practically crawling out of my skin, panting with need. "Now," I demand. "Now. I'm so close."

"Not yet," Crulden promises. "Soon."

With a frustrated little growl, I bite down on his lower lip and suck on it. He hisses in response, jerking away, and then his fingers work my clit with furious little circles. Release explodes through me and I cry out, clutching him tightly as wave after wave crests. He kisses my neck and jaw feverishly, pressing his mouth to my skin over and over again as I rock against his now-damp hand. When I finally relax, I press my forehead to his and sigh with pure contentment. "God. I needed that."

"You're so beautiful," he murmurs, rubbing his nose against mine. "Can I watch you do that again?"

I shake my head, cupping his face in my hands. "Next time I want you to come, and I want you inside me when you do."

He goes still, looking at me with a questioning gaze. "Are you sure? I'm not too big?"

I arch an eyebrow playfully. "Fishing for compliments?"

Crulden's face flushes, and he gives my pussy one final, affectionate stroke before his hand slides to my backside, gripping it. "No. I just don't want to hurt you."

His lip is still flushed and a little puffy from where I bit down on it. I skim my thumb over it. "Did that hurt?"

"No." His eyes seem to grow just a little darker. "I liked it."

"Well then, there's your answer."

It takes a moment for my words to sink in. He studies my face, considering. Then he grins—a huge, beaming smile that utterly melts me—and jumps to his feet. I want to ask what he's up to when he starts to strip, ripping his clothing off as quickly as he can. Ah. I should have guessed. Fighting back a giggle, I sit up long enough to tug my nightgown off over my head and fling it to the ground. Then, I lie on my back and watch him fight his way out of the slightly tight jumpsuit, yanking on the legs. It's taut over his muscular thighs and incredible ass, and the view is amazing.

I let my hands wander up to my breasts, teasing and rolling my nipples because I'm feeling good, and I want to feel even better again quickly so he can have his pleasure, too.

He kicks off the last of his clothing and turns to look at me in the bed. Crulden's eyes light up at the sight of me, sprawled in the bed and watching him as I touch myself. His gaze stays on my breasts. "I never touch those," he says thoughtfully.

"You never ask."

"I'm asking now." He moves toward the bed, and the sight of him takes my breath away. His shoulders are heavy and thick with muscle, but I love the sight of him. I love that thick, pelted chest and the hair on his arms and thighs. I love the heavy cock that stabs out at me, the head flushed and slick with pre-cum. I love all of him and I can't wait to touch him all over every day for the rest of my life. Crulden sits on the edge of the bed, his cock rising from his lap, and as I caress my breasts, he strokes his cock, watching me.

Oh fuck. That's the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen. "That's mine," I tell him. "I want to touch it."


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